(amra bedhechhi kasher guchchha)
We bunched together Kaash and made necklaces with the Shefali
brought blossoms of harvest for offering..
Do arrive Autumn goddess in clouds as though transparent chariots,
clear paths,
cleansed green dazzling-forests and mountains..
Arrive with floral regalia of white lotus drenched in fresh dew-drops..
across the Maloti, sprinkled on the dust
across the silent forests seated near the Ganges banks
Swans look for a place to fold their wings at your feet.
Prompt some musical murmur with your golden lute..
mellow sighs,
Smiling ballads shall melt through brief tears..
often trinkets glitter on your braid
Momentarily let the somber ballad soften thoughts--
All thoughts.. turn peaceful.. all darkness.. turn towards light..
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